#dua to shut enemies mouth

[islamicspecialistforloveback]

Powerful Dua To Shut Enemies Mouth

Many friends and enemies are made in human life. Some of these friends are such that they are ready to do anything for you. And the enemy will do your worst. Your enemies do your evil in front of everyone. He beats you in front of everyone, powerful dua to shut the enemy’s mouth, and you are made fun of Many problems have to be faced in life due to the enemy. Therefore, we will tell you to get…

[restlessmaknae]

it's your moment, baby // jung wooyoung

wooyoung + enemies to lovers + "if i do this, do you promise to stop harassing me?" "absolutely not. what kinda sick request is that?"

➳ Characters: dance major!Wooyoung x dance major!female reader/you

➳ Genre: enemies to lovers, college au, arts college au

➳ Words: 3.6k

➳ Warning: mentions of a sprained ankle

➳ A/N: This story was requested by the lovely @stories-inbetween-the-stars for my request event. I hope you enjoy it! ❤️

Also, this story is dedicated to @lily-blue. Happy birthday, Kinga! I thought this story would be up to your liking *-*

Title taken from Dua Lipa's 'Houdini'

➳ Masterlist for the request event

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You knew that arts college would be difficult because of the general competitive nature of arts, but you would have never expected it to be this difficult because of one extremely annoying guy - Jung Wooyoung.

It didn’t help either that your college friend groups overlapped, and your dorm roommate - Yiren - dated San who was one of Wooyoung’s friends, meaning that you had to see this annoying guy with his annoying shiteating grin at pretty much every social gathering. On the other hand, avoiding the said events just because he was there would have made him think that he had the upper hand in your dynamics, and you didn’t want to give him that pleasure. His ego was already over the top, you didn’t need to pump it up further.

Basically everyone in the dance department knew that you and Wooyoung had some bad blood that had originated back to the orientation week when he had deemed your freestyle hip-hop dance lacking, and you had bit back that he hadn’t done it any better, so he should have shut his mouth. That had happened right in front of the whole dance department and some other new students who were passing by, so news had gotten out pretty quickly.

Egos trampled upon, you had both not forgotten about your little quarrel, so every time you had met afterwards, you had ended up bickering. Once, the teacher had even sent you out of a practice room to talk it out between yourselves instead of disturbing the whole class, that’s just how much you despised each other.

So when Wooyoung came up to you during your second year close to your midterms, asking if you wanted to be his dance partner during the year-end gala, you laughed straight into his face. However, the boy seemed uncharacteristically serious, lips pressed into a thin line as he watched you laugh to your heart’s content.

“Wait… Are you serious?” You quirked an eyebrow, finding his solemnity quite surprising and honestly… pretty pathetic.

Wooyoung let out a sigh, an annoyed one, as if he was doing you a favour by asking you the question.

“I’ve heard your dance partner for the gala sprained his ankle, and mine has to leave early for her study abroad semester, so it would also benefit you,” he stated the obvious which made you snort. Huh, so the news travelled fast enough this time, too.

What could you do though? You hated to admit that he was right, but he was right. Yunho had managed to fall down the stairs with his impossibly long legs, and he had sprained his left ankle. The doctor had said that it would take around four weeks to heal properly, but the gala was six weeks away, and you were suddenly left without a partner. So if you wanted to attend the gala, you needed a partner as soon as possible, and since everyone seemed to be taken already, or doing a solo performance, he was your best chance if you didn’t want to come up with a new choreography.

“If I do this, do you promise to stop harassing me?” You raised an eyebrow challengingly, and for a moment, just for the slightest of a moment, you thought that he could finally give you a break and answer like a normal person would instead of being the pain in the ass that he usually was.

Yet, he didn’t.

“Absolutely not. What kinda sick request is that?” He snickered as if it had been the joke of the century. Now, it was your turn to appear nonchalant, watching as he pulled himself together after his laughing session. “Besides, you have no choice but to choose me. I’m doing you a favour.”

“Huh, as if,” you retorted coldly, unable to admit that you needed him. Just as much as he needed you though. No one was doing a favour this way, right? “We are doing my choreography though,” you added with a shrug of your shoulders, hoping to turn this whole situation against him. After all, he was the one who posed the question, right? That meant that he was more desperate than you.

“Why would we do it though? I have our choreography, too. I bet it’s way better than yours.”

“Oh, please,” you bit out, letting out a huff in disbelief. Afterwards, you gazed at each other in silence, staring at the other with lips tight as if speaking up would mean that you lost, or that you gave in. Nonetheless, you couldn’t give him the satisfaction to give in, you wanted this to be fair. So you proposed:

“Fine, let’s have a vote on it. You get your friends and I get mine, we’ll show them our choreographies and we’ll see which choreography they vote for. I guess you also have a practice video or something like that to show off.”

Wooyoung seemed to be deep in thought after your suggestion - which was a very rare instance in his case -, then cleared his throat.

“Fine,” he breathed out, and you wanted to tease him about speaking up louder because you couldn’t hear him, but he was faster and proposed changing contacts and setting a date and location for the choreography vote. You agreed that it would be best if it was held as soon as possible given the six weeks until the gala, but you needed to contact your friends first. So you left it at that, but promised to get back to the other as soon as you could.

The game was on.

The rules were simple: you could have the same amount of friends and acquaintances present for the voting as the other, so even though Wooyoung said that he could get 12 people to come, you ended up with only 8 who could come on your side, so 8 it was on his, too. Since they could see who was in the video, they knew which choreography was yours and which one was Wooyoung’s, so it wasn’t like a blind voting. However, they had to be as unbiased as possible, and choose the one that they thought would fit you two better.

It ended up being your choreography for Dua Lipa’s Houdini against Wooyoung’s for Charlie Puth and Selena Gomez’s We don’t talk anymore, but everyone agreed that yours would be better, merely because it was more sensual. You didn’t really imagine Wooyoung being the one you would dance that kind of choreography with, you were so focused on winning the vote, but something’s gotta give, right?

On the other hand, when the first dance practice rolled by, you felt like a headache was creeping onto you pretty fast. However, you tried to be as patient as possible, after all, you could see that Wooyoung was hurt by the fact that his choreography wasn’t the chosen one. You tried to ignore most of his comments and focus on teaching him the steps instead of the tangible tension between you two, but it was pretty difficult when he wasn’t making it any easier.

“Please, Wooyoung, just try to act like you feel what the song is about,” you blurted out with your hands on your hips when he turned his face towards the mirror on his left instead of your own face when you two were supposed to be gazing at each other when the lines ‘tell me all the ways you need me’ were played.

“Oh, as if you are making it easy,” the boy snickered, finally looking at you.

“Weren’t you the one who told me at the orientation week that I was lacking because I didn’t know how to act out my emotions?”

“So you remember,” he commented after a few seconds of silence, a tug at his lips evident. You couldn’t really pinpoint whether it was surprise or bewilderment or a mixture of both, but you couldn’t understand him. After all, that’s what your beef had been about. Of course, you couldn’t forget about it, otherwise, you wouldn’t hold a grudge.

“All too well, thanks for asking,” you retorted with a roll of your eyes, having enough of his pettiness. He could make up excuses all he wanted, but you wouldn’t let him get away with it - you could always come up with solutions to his excuses. “I’m not saying you have to feel those feelings towards me. Imagine your girlfriend or crush or whoever you want to,” you added on a second note, throwing your hands up in the air.

There was a moment when something flashed across Wooyoung's eyes, and even though you couldn’t tell what it was, in the next moment, his lips curled into a teasing smirk, and he broke the silence with one of the most annoying questions he had ever posed to you.

“Was that an indirect way of asking me if I have a girlfriend?” He quirked an eyebrow in a seductive way, and you fake gagged to make him think otherwise. He just had to be the most impossible person on Earth, and he had the nerve to act on it. What a nuisance.

“You are insufferable.”

“That’s new because most girls call me sexy or charming or handsome or…”

“Oh, gosh, shut up, and concentrate on dancing! We won’t get anywhere at this rate,” you reprimanded him, but you didn’t expect him to comply.

To be honest, you could try all you wanted, but Wooyoung was just as stubborn as you were, so if he wanted, he could be very hot-headed and act on his emotions rather than weighing out a situation based on pure facts. Maybe that’s why it was even more difficult to be truly mad at him. Instead, you felt frustrated, and you had a feeling that he was feeling the same way.

As expected, Wooyoung just had to continue smirking at you and wiggling his eyebrows, teasing you further about being interested in his love life. He pulled himself together only when you reminded him of the time and of the fact that if he wanted it to be over as soon as possible, he should focus on the choreography, not your conversation.

Afterwards, the atmosphere became a bit lighter, and you hated to admit it, but Wooyoung was a quick learner, and when he wasn’t being a pain in the ass, he managed to follow you well. You hoped that he could keep it up for both of your sake.

Six weeks was a pretty short time when you needed to teach someone a full choreography on top of your own classes, assignments, dance practices, and oh, did you mention that someone was Jung Wooyoung? Yeah, that made things a bit more complicated.

Wooyoung had his own set of duties, so you could squeeze in some time to practise only when it was convenient for both of you, and while it wasn’t a problem with Yunho before because you had the whole semester to prepare for the gala, with Wooyoung, it was only 6 weeks, so you had to squeeze in more practices. Nonetheless, that created more conflict in the beginning because it always seemed like one of you couldn’t make it, but after a while, you got used to practising together late at night or before your first class in the morning. That seemed to be the only way to make it work.

Plus, after a while, Wooyoung wasn’t that insufferable anymore. He had his moments, of course, but he was a talented dancer, and once he got over the fact that he was supposed to be in love with you to do the moves as accurately as possible, the whole choreography seemed a lot better. He was completely different from Yunho because Yunho was a very captivating dancer but a total sweetheart off-stage whereas Wooyoung was powerful on-stage and off-stage as well, but off-stage, he was more on the jokester side and he had a whole lot more confidence than your previous dance partner had.

Which is why it was even more baffling when he directly asked you if it was how you imagined the choreography when you finished teaching him the steps and you could get started on rehearsing the whole dance.

“I mean, it’s different dancing with you than with Yunho, but I think it turned out well,” you answered truthfully because it was difficult to compare the two of them. You also modified some parts because Wooyoung had some sensible suggestions, and you didn’t even manage to finish learning the whole choreography with Yunho by the time he had managed to sprain his ankle, thus you couldn’t even compare the two routines as a whole.

“Different good or different bad?” He quirked an eyebrow as he reached for a bottle of water, a smile hiding in the corner of his lips. He didn’t seem to be joking this time, merely curious, so you gave him what he wanted to hear:

“Different good.”

“That’s good,” he bobbed his head as his own conclusion and took a few sips from the water. His skin was dotted with drops of sweat, his jet-black locks were sticking to his temple and his forehead, but he didn’t care, he merely ran a hand through his hair like always. You hated to admit it, but he looked good. To be precise, you had always known that he looked good, but that just made him even more cocky in your eyes because he looked good and he knew it.

You didn’t ask what he meant by it, but you kept thinking about it during the remaining dance practice. You were so deep in thought that you miscalculated your steps at one point, and you would have definitely lost your balance after spinning out from his arms if he hadn’t caught you. He pulled you closer to him to keep you from falling down, but it meant that you were squeezed against his chest, your body closer to his than ever before.

It was different this time, too. It wasn’t a part of the choreography, it wasn’t a calculated closeness. It was just… how it turned out, and you were flustered because of this fact even more so. If you had been prepared for such an outcome, you would have been able to keep your emotions in check, but your heart was beating so rapidly, heat rising to your cheeks, and you didn’t like this feeling one bit.

This was new, this was odd, this was something you shouldn’t have felt towards someone you hated.

“Enjoying this?” Wooyoung inquired with a lopsided smirk when you didn’t speak up and didn’t back away from him. If it had been you a few weeks ago, you would have definitely batted his hands away or freed yourself from his grip the moment he had caught you, but these options hadn’t even crossed your mind this time.

That, though, you couldn’t tell him, or you would never hear the end of it.

“In your dreams,” you voiced out with a flippant eye-roll as you pushed yourself away from him. He seemed far too content for someone who had not given your behaviour much thought, no wonder you were ready for his call-out. What you had instead was very surprising though:

“Well, I enjoyed it very much,” he winked before prompting you to continue the practice if you finally found your footing, and you didn’t object. You needed something to concentrate on instead of the emotions he made you feel.

The gala came around sooner than expected.

With all the performances you had to showcase for your classes and the theoretical assignments you had to hand in with the end of the term approaching, you felt like you couldn’t catch your breath. Add all of those confusing feelings you had towards Wooyoung to the mixture, and you had a pretty exhausting time dealing with everything. The said boy didn’t make it any easier either because he was borderline flirting, but with someone like him, you could never tell whether he was serious or not - that included both his professional aspirations and his flirtatious remarks. You tried hard not to think too much into his behaviour, you really tried, but it was impossible to ignore the fire in his eyes or the heat of his body when he was holding you in his embrace as part of your choreography.

It didn’t help either that when you settled on your outfits for the performance, he chose black boots, black leather pants and a loose shirt that he didn’t button up properly, but you had a feeling that it was on purpose. He even said so himself that it was when you met backstage before your performance, and agreed on going through your routine once more.

“Why not? It’s comfortable this way,” he shrugged his shoulders as if it was something natural, and you shook your head, feeling very attacked by the exposed skin on his chest that was out in full display. “Don’t tell me you feel flustered because of it,” he tilted his head while he was trying to read your expression, and there it was, that damn teasing smirk playing along the edges of his lips.

“Of course not.”

“Good to know that you won’t be too distracted then,” he replied almost instantly, that smirk getting wider and wider. You kept your chin up high even when he took a step closer to you. You weren’t a fool to back away. You didn’t want to give him that satisfaction. You couldn’t.

“I’m a professional.”

“Oh, we’ll see about that,” he responded challengingly, and took another step closer to you. You kept your gaze steady, not letting your eyelashes bat faster than before, and kept the eye-contact.

A few seconds later, someone came in to let you know that you were up next in about 5 minutes, so you stopped gazing at each other, and followed the student to halt just beside the stage. Yunho was very eager to come by to see your performance (he was okay with walking now, but wouldn’t need to dance as a practical assignment until the next term) and a few of your uni friends who could make it, so you had some people to look out for in the audience.

“Nervous?” Wooyoung inquired, genuine curiosity shining in his chocolate-brown orbs this time, and you looked at him, shaking your head.

“Not really. You?”

“Me? Nervous? Oh please,” he huffed, theatrically placing a hand over his heart as if he was hurt by your question. You let out a lighthearted laugh, and punched him in the shoulder, all in good fun. He smiled back at you, and suddenly, you felt your throat close up. You felt comfortable beside him, you really did, and it was rather new, rather… unexpected.

When they called for you to go on stage, Wooyoung reached out to squeeze your hands once before letting go of you again. You got in position without giving it a second thought, but while you were dancing, you couldn’t help but wonder: was he really acting being in love with you, or did he actually resonate with the message of the song? You didn’t feel like you were acting, it came naturally, almost like speaking your native language, and dancing with him felt like having a conversation with him. He held you strong and steady when he needed to, but he was gentle when the movement required. He smirked at you at certain lines while he gazed at you intently at others. It was all a part of the choreography, but still, with him, it felt real.

The performance came to an end in no time, and you could barely catch your breath when you were ushered down from the stage. You went back to your assigned waiting area as instructed, and even though Wooyoung seemed just as out of breath as you, he started laughing. You raised an eyebrow in question, puzzled by his sudden reaction.

“It’s just that… I would have never thought that we would make such good dance partners… and I…” He sucked in a deep breath before continuing. “I remember San telling me that if I thought about it, I would realise that you and I aren’t that different. I guess he was right,” he admitted through ragged breaths, looking up at you to see your reaction.

You weren’t that far from each other, but you took a step closer to him while you were pondering over your response. When he didn’t back away, you took another step closer to him just like he had done so before your performance.

“Really? In terms of what?

“Well, he said a lot of things,” Wooyoung answered semi-seriously before closing the gap between you two and placing a hand on your back to pull you even closer to him, a smile tugging at his lips. “But I like the fire in your eyes the most, and I think we feel the same way.”

You hated to admit it - just like basically everything when it came to him -, but he was right. You liked the fire in his eyes, but you liked it even more so because that fire seemed to be burning beside you, burning for you.

No questions were asked before both of you leaned in for a kiss, and no questions were asked afterwards either. You really did make great dance partners, and maybe even better ones off the stage.

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[muslimdua]

Quranic Dua To Defeat Enemies

Quranic Dua To Defeat Enemies

Quranic Dua To Defeat Enemies, There are many types of enemies that want to unsettle someone life progress. Some enemy tries to disturb the happy personal life, or some want to see your downfall. Own enemies always plan for your sick time and also do the wrong thing in your life. He might know all the weakness of yours and target those sensitive areas to make you emotionally weaken. Quranic Dua…

[strongestdua]

Powerful Dua To Shut Enemy Mouth, “Many friends and enemies are made in human life. Some of these friends are such that they are ready to do anything for you. And the enemy will do your worst. Your enemies do your evil in front of everyone. He beats you in front of everyone, powerful dua to shut enemy mouth, you are made fun of Many problems have to be faced in life due to the enemy. Therefore, we will tell you to get rid of the enemy and to shut his mouth. After reading the dua, your enemy’s tongue will be locked.

[fleeting-sanity]

OC Talk #9

My OCs as 2020 songs.

There’s a LOT of releases this year but this is all I’ve listened to so far? Post is long as always.

PS: LOL I struggled to find suitable songs for some OCs that 2020 ended ahhaha I’m slow as always-

Aryuni

Rina Sawayama - Comme Des Garçons (Like the Boys)

Yeah, oh, girl, it's okay You should never be ashamed to have it all Yeah, yeah it's gonna be okay Yeah, you've come a long way

Don’t fuck with me hoe Take you down like Judo Elevate your vision when you put me on the cover

Hot like a fever Make you a believer Write my name up in the sky  From Paris to Shibuya

Lady Gaga - 911

Holding on so tight to this status It's not real but I'll try to grab it Keep myself in beautiful places Paradise is in my hands

My biggest enemy is me Pop a 911 

Taylor Swift - mad woman

What did you think I'd say to that? Does a scorpion sting when fighting back? They strike to kill and you know I will You know I will

Every time you call me crazy I get more crazy What about that? And when you say I seem angry, I get more angry And there's nothing like a mad woman What a shame she went mad No one likes a mad woman You made her like that

Ariana Grande - shut up

My presence sweet and my aura bright Diamonds good for my appetite Guess it fuckin' just clicked one night All them demons helped me see shit differently So don't be sad for me

I vibrate high and my circle lit We ain't really with drugs and shit Love the game so I never miss Keep opinions muted for the hell of it 'Cause I like my shit

Harry Styles - Adore You (From Arcann)

Your wonder under summer skies  Brown skin and lemon over ice Would you believe it?

You don't have to say you love me You don't have to say nothing You don't have to say you're mine

Oh, honey I'd walk through fire for you Just let me adore you

Taylor Swift - mirrorball (To Avery, Avelyn, Saxan)

I want you to know I'm a mirrorball I'll show you every version of yourself tonight I'll get you out on the floor Shimmering beautiful And when I break it's in a million pieces

Hush When no one is around, my dear You'll find me on my tallest tiptoes Spinning in my highest heels, love Shining just for you

Chloe x Halle - Tipsy (To Arcann)

I've been crucified, darling Ghost haunt me like New Orleans I've been charged with murder 'Cause some wanna push me further I'll hit you where it hurts, yeah If you don't put me first, yeah And I don't give no apologies If you lose a life that's not on me, yeah

I might be a little tipsy on your love Makes me a little crazy but so what You're strumming on my heart strings, don't be dumb If you love your little life then don't fuck up

Avery

Dua Lipa - Future Nostalgia

I know you're dying trying to figure me out My name's on the tip of your tongue, keep running your mouth  You want the recipe but can’t handle my sound

No matter what you do, I'm gonna get it without ya I know you ain't used to a female alpha

Katy Perry - What Makes A Woman

Is it the way I talk sweet? The way my skin is soft? Or how I can be a bitch? Make you keep your fingers crossed? 

Is it the way I cut my hair And put no makeup on? I feel most beautiful Doing what the fuck I want 

Rina Sawayama - Dynasty

I'm a dynasty The pain in my vein is hereditary Dynasty Running in my bloodstream, my bloodstream Dynasty And if that's all that I'm gonna be Won't you break the chain with me

I'm gonna take the throne this time All the words all mine, all mine It's been way too long, too far Too gone, to carry on You can't hide it in the walls Sweep it under marble floors It's been living in our lives Best told damn family lie

Chloe x Halle - Overwhelmed

Holding my breath till my face turns blue Head underwater Breathe deeply they said I need a weekend again Looking for bright sides Low on the high types Running so fast, I done worn my shoes Head on the pavement I'm just trying to win Pushed in the river, I swim Nothing can blind side  Me like the high tide I don't do well under pressure I don't know at all I wish I had all the answers Fix it all myself (Oh) I feel overwhelmed

Avelyn

Selena Gomez - Dance Again

Happiness Ain't something you sit back and you wait for Vulnerable Ain't easy, believe me, but I do it

Feels so, feels so, feels so good to dance again With my emotions, I just start going in With everything To dance again 

Katy Perry - Resilient

'Cause I am resilient A full flower moment Won't let the concrete hold me back Oh no I am resilient Born to be brilliant You'll see me grow right through the cracks Yeah, 'cause you're gonna watch this flower grow right through the cracks

Childish Gambino - 19.10

I remember back when I was six years old Daddy said "the world's so cold" "There is something that you should know", "You're so gorgeous", (thank you daddy) "Nothing's really worth your time" "But someday soon you just might find" "The truth about the world's design", oh

“To be beautiful is to be hunted I can't change the truth, I can't get you used to this”

Ariana Grande - my hair (To Ezekiel)

It’s got body and it’s smooth to touch The same way as my skin Don’t you be scared 

To run your hands through my hair Baby, ‘cause that’s why it’s there Come run your hands through my hair Ooh baby, so don’t you be scared So come run your hands through my hair 

It’s been way long overdue Just like these inches down my back Usually don’t let people touch it But tonight you get a pass

Enzaran

Miley Cyrus - Midnight Sky

I was born to run, I don't belong to anyone, oh no I don't need to be loved by you See my lips on her mouth, everybody's talking now, baby Ooh, you know it's true See his hands 'round my waist, thought you'd never be replaced, baby Ooh, you know it's true, yeah

You should know right now that I never stay put in one place Forever and ever, no more

Dorian Electra - Gentleman

I'm a gentleman Take my gentle hand Off to a gentle land I'm a gentleman

I pick you up I put you down I say the perfect thing then I make you spin around Yeah I'm lighting you up Throw you around This is a conquest a war is going down 

Thundercat - King of The Hill

A king in his castle A king of the hill Wasting his time Chasing cheap thrills He knows it's gonna cost him God knows how much

Jurbiend

Billie Eilish - Therefore I Am

Stop, what the hell are you talking about? Ha Get my pretty name outta your mouth We are not the same with or without Don't talk 'bout me like how you might know how I feel Top of the world, but your world isn't real Your world's an ideal

I don't want press to put your name next to mine We're on different lines, so I Wanna be nice enough, they don't call my bluff 'Cause I hate to find Articles, articles, articles

Childish Gambino - 32.22

I'm a funky motherfucker, man Don't fucking call me I been the man, don't fire me Things ain't all bad

We are the, we are the warlords We are, are you ready? Firelight, got it, warlords Pick it up, no, pick it up Firelight gonna clean it up Firelight's goin' way up Red light's on fire

Riornivo

Harry Styles - Treat People With Kindness

Maybe we can find a place to feel good And we can treat people with kindness Find a place to feel good

Givin' second chances I don't need all the answers Feelin' good in my skin I just keep on dancin'

Childish Gambino - Time (ft. Ariana Grande)

Seven billion people Tryna free themselves Said a billion prayers Tryna save myself I can see it coming But it's moving fast

Maybe all the stars in the night are really dreams Maybe this whole world ain't exactly what it seems Maybe the sky will fall down on tomorrow But one thing's for certain, baby We're running out of time

Running after something But I don't know what Am I running to? Too afraid to stop Hundred miles an hour With no seatbelt on Time is everlasting I can't wait that long    

Selena Gomez - Let Me Get Me

Like a prayer surrounding us, moving effortlessly  Every word is relief  No self-sabotage, no letting my thoughts run Me and this spiral are done Burn this camouflage I’ve been wearing for months Tryna let a little happy in for once

Don’t get me down, I won’t let me get me I’m good right now, I won’t let me get me Take that tired heart and go and turn it inside (out)      

Diving in ferociously, dancing intimately I’m so connected to me In the dark I’m letting go, so anonymously I guess this is what it feels like to be free

Troye Sivan - Take Yourself Home (To Rionnic)

Talk to me There's nothing that can't be fixed with some honesty And how it got this dark is just beyond to me If anyone can hear me switch the lights

Who you really tryna be when they see your face? Is it worth it trying to win in a losing game? Well it's all waiting for you And, boy, I know you're eager But it just might destroy you Destroy you 

Arca - Calor (From Arcann)

Rio, me tienes Rio, me tienes

Eres el premio que más deseaba Eres el sueño que no me atrevía a tener Eres el premio que más deseaba Eres el dueño de todo mi ser

Lady Gaga - Stupid Love (From Vaylin)

You're the one that I've been waiting for Gotta quit this cryin' Nobody's gonna heal me if I don't open the door Kinda hard to believe, gotta have faith in me

Now it's time to free me from the chain I gotta find that peace Is it too late or could this love protect me from the pain? I would battle for you, even if I break in two

Look at me now 'Cause all I ever wanted was love I don’t need a reason Not sorry I want your stupid love

Taylor Swift - marjorie (To Vianiel)

“Never be so kind, you forget to be clever” “Never be so clever, you forget to be kind”

“Never be so polite, you forget your power” “Never wield such power, you forget to be polite”

And if I didn't know better I'd think you were talking to me now If I didn't know better I'd think you were still around What died didn't stay dead You're alive, you're alive in my head 

Rionnic

Lady Gaga - Sine from Above (ft. Elton John)

When I was young, I prayed for lightning My mother said it would come and find me I found myself without a prayer I lost my love and no one cared When I was young, I prayed for lightning

When I was young, I felt immortal And not a day went by without a struggle I lived my days just for the nights I lost myself under the lights When I was young, I felt immortal

Thundercat - It Is What It Is

When the gold becomes dough And the magic starts to fade When it all comes to an end When there's nothing left to say It is what it is I tried to make it work My best just wasn't enough It couldn't be helped, the end The things I would do for you

After all is said and done And I'm all alone When I sit back and reflect From a broken heart Sometimes there's regret It is what it is

Taylor Swift - peace (From Jaesa)

Our coming of age has come and gone Suddenly this summer it's clear I never had the courage of my convictions As long as danger is near And it's just around the corner, darlin' 'Cause it lives in me No, I could never give you peace

And you know that I'd Swing with you for the fences Sit with you in the trenches Give you my wild, give you a child Give you the silence that only comes when two people understand each other Family that I chose now that I see your brother as my brother Is it enough?

Rina Sawayama - Chosen Family (From Vette, Katei)

We don't need to be related to relate We don't need to share genes or a surname You are, you are My chosen, chosen family So what if we don't look the same? We been going through the same thing Yeah, you are, you are My chosen, chosen family

Saxan

Dorian Electra - Edgelord (ft. Rebecca Black)

We live in a society That's always lashing out at guys like me They pushed me to the edge, you see Never, never, never gonna come down One question, why so serious? Did I offend you? I'm so curious Ha, my identity's mysterious Never, never, never gonna come down 

Taylor Swift - this is me trying

I've been having a hard time adjusting I had the shiniest wheels, now they're rusting I didn't know if you'd care if I came back I have a lot of regrets about that

They told me all of my cages were mental So I got wasted like all my potential And my words shoot to kill when I'm mad I have a lot of regrets about that

The Weeknd - Save Your Tears (To Linnea)

You could've asked me why I broke your heart You could've told me that you fell apart But you walked past me like I wasn't there And just pretended like you didn't care

I don't know why I run away I make you cry when I run away

I made you think that I would always stay I said some things that I should never say Yeah, I broke your heart like someone did to mine And now you won't love me for a second time

Taylor Swift - gold rush (From Linnea)

I don't like a gold rush, gold rush I don't like anticipating my face in a red flush I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch Everybody wants you  But I don’t like a gold rush

What must it be like To grow up that beautiful? With your hair falling into place like dominos My mind turns your life into folklore I can't dare to dream about you anymore At dinner parties I won't call you out on your contrarian shit    

Vianiel

 Katy Perry - Daisies

They told me I was out there Tried to knock me down Took those sticks and stones Showed 'em I could build a house They tell me that I'm crazy But I'll never let 'em change me 'Til they cover me in daisies Daisies, daisies 

Billie Eilish - everything i wanted

I tried to scream But my head was underwater They called me weak Like I'm not just somebody's daughter

Coulda been a nightmare But it felt like they were right there And it feels like yesterday was a year ago But I don't wanna let anybody know 'Cause everybody wants something from me now And I don't wanna let 'em down

Selena Gomez - She

'Cause she was a girl with good intentions Yeah, she made some bad decisions And she learned a couple lessons Wish I could tell her

She didn't know all of the hurt she could take Her world was crumbling and so was her faith Wish I could talk to her, 'cause what I would say "Oh baby, you're enough to get you out of this place"

Taylor Swift - tolerate it (To Jurbiend)

I greet you with a battle hero's welcome I take your indiscretions all in good fun I sit and listen, I polish plates until they gleam and glisten You're so much older and wiser and I

I wait by the door like I'm just a kid Use my best colors for your portrait Lay the table with the fancy shit And watch you tolerate it If it's all in my head tell me now Tell me I've got it wrong somehow I know my love should be celebrated But you tolerate it

Vyria

Rina Sawayama - Paradisin’

Paradisin' Living my best life, drivin' Drivin' you crazy Paradisin' Living my best life thrivin' You say I'm misbehaving But I'm just a kid, so save it Let me have an unforgettable time of my life

Lady Gaga - Free Woman

I'm not nothing without a steady hand I'm not nothing unless I know I can I'm still something if I don't got a man I'm a free woman 

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🔥 ℝise Ⱥbove I̾t ◈ Chapter 020 [Living Valley Online]

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Author’s Note: So, this was obviously inspired by the third ending, “Datte Atashi no Hiro” by LiSA. I love that ending and I thought it would be cool to explore that RPG side for a couple chapters! You can watch the clean version at the bottom of this page~

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〈“If you don’t like the way I talk, then why am I on your mind? If you don’t like the way I rock, then finish your glass of wine. We fight and we argue, you’ll still love me blind.” Dua Lipa, “Blow Your Mind (Mwah)”〉

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“She was… a villain?”

Toshi nodded, hanging his head. “Alissa grew up as an orphan on the streets. She became a mercenary at a young age in order to survive. As she grew up, she came to care less and less for the rules society tried to force upon her and so… she became a contract killer.”

“A mother fucking assassin…”

“Yes. Her quirk, ‘rogue’, made it an easy profession for her. She could use stealth at will, and she was well versed in all manner of poison and venom.”

“Holy fucknuggets,”

“I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to hate her. Alissa’s rough childhood shaped her into who she became because she had no one to guide her, to show her love. She was utterly alone in life, and she did the very best she could with the cards she had been given.”

“Her past was pretty bad, that’s true,” Aizawa interjected. “But everything she did was her own choice. She understood that better than anyone and she didn’t go around making excuses for her actions. She took responsibility for her poor life choices.”

“Alissa had already begun to turn her life around when I met her. Rather than continuing on as an assassin, she chose to become a bounty hunter instead.”

“Ain’t they the same thing?” I raised a brow.

“No, they’re not. Bounty hunters don’t kill their targets, they incapacitate them and hand them over to the police.” Toshi held up a finger as he explained. “She stopped killing people and started to attack only criminals that had done terrible acts of violence. Actually, that’s how we met. She saved my life from a group of villains when I was in my last year of middle school. Of course, I had heard all of the rumors surrounding Alissasears, but she was surprisingly kind to me. She made sure I was unharmed and safe before taking off. After that day, it was like fate had decided that we would continue to cross paths. And then…”

“She turned herself into the police,” Aizawa muttered. “It was all over the news for months how the police had finally apprehended the famed assassin.”

“But she became a hero, right?” My brow furrowed. “How’d that work?”

“She made a deal with the police commissioner. In exchange for her cooperation and testimony against several top villains that she had done jobs for, they would let her go free. She agreed to this, giving up multiple associates and old clients. Because of her actions, twenty-five top villains of the time were taken into custody, but… she was never free again after that. She was under constant surveillance by both cops and villains. No one trusted her. Just like that, she was completely isolated again.”

“So you weren’t kidding when you said she had a lot of enemies, huh?” I swallowed, leaning back a bit.

“No, I’m afraid not.” Toshi heaved a heavy sigh. “As far as most people are concerned, Alissasears ‘retired’ from being a hero because of the target on her back, but there are a few people that know the real reason behind it.”

“Which is?”

He lifted his hand, pointing a bony finger at my heart. “You, young Jen. When she became pregnant with you, her whole world took on a new meaning. She did her best to avoid the public eye, but with so many people watching her so intently, she knew that that could never happen. Not here, anyway.”

Aizawa humphed. “She kept what she was planning a secret from all of us. She didn’t trust anyone… except for this idiot.”

“Even then, she didn’t tell me everything. The day she tried to leave, for example. Alissa kept telling me that she was planning to make a break for a different world, but she never told me when she was going to leave. And then she tried to run.”

I scratched my cheek, my brain trying to process all of this new information. My head is really starting to hurt… “You told me before that she… uh, died in your arms… How’d you find her?”

“When she was heading for the meeting spot, she realized that the hero killer, Stain, was following her. She panicked… I’ll never forget getting that message from her. I was on the other side of town at the time, attempting to help save a group of women being held hostage. Maybe if I had left immediately instead of waiting, she…”

“Tch,” I leaned forward, flicking him hard between the eyes. He winced, blue eyes snapping to meet mine. “All these years and you’re blamin’ yourself, aye? Not cool, Toshi.”

He gave me a sad smile, nodding his head. “I have many regrets when it comes to her, but… the past is the past. There’s nothing I can do to change that.”

“Hmm, and you’re trying to make amends by taking care of me, huh?” I cocked a brow, folding my arms over my chest.

He jumped out of his seat in surprise, blood spurting from his mouth and onto the white blanket draped over Aizawa, who glared at him. “Of course not! I mean, in a way, I hope it makes up for my failures, but I genuinely do care about you, young Jen!”

“Calm your man tits, I was kidding.” I grinned.

Aizawa continued to glare at him, not that he noticed.

Toshi took me by the shoulders, his expression dead serious. “No matter what happens from here on out, I promise you, Jen, I won’t let the league of villains take you. I don’t know what they want from you, if it’s some sort of revenge or if they have other plans, but I won’t give them the chance.”

His sincerity caught me off guard. My grin softened to a smile as I pulled his hands from my shoulders. “I don’t need you to defend me ’cause I’m gonna get stronger. I’ll defend myself and everyone I care about. Let that blue-haired freak come for me. I’ll make him regret the day he was fucking born!”

Toshi smiled proudly, giving me a nod.

“You can both leave now,” Aizawa grunted. “And get me a clean blanket.”

“Oh yeah, that reminds me.” I rubbed the back of my head, giving them a blank look. “Apparently I can teleport,”

“…what?!”

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“Are you fucking serious?!”

I winced, pulling the phone back away from my ear. “Do you have to be so goddamn loud?”

Bakugo scoffed from the other end of the line. “Bitch, you just told me your mom is Alissa-fucking-sears!”

I scratched my cheek. “She’s that popular, huh?”

He was silent for a moment. “Oi, have you told anyone else?”

“No, you’re the only person I really talk to, bro.”

“Good. Don’t fucking mention that to anyone else, got it?”

“D’aww, are you worried about me, Bakuhoe~?” I grinned.

“I TOLD YOU NOT TO CALL ME THAT!! And no I ain’t worried about your dumbass! Are you gonna fuckin’ log in or not?!”

“Yeah, yeah, geez.” I put the phone on speaker, setting it on the coffee table beside me before picking up the controller and booting up my game system. “What’s this game about anyway?”

“It’s an RPG,”

I hummed. “Doesn’t seem like your kinda game,”

He scoffed. “It’s currently one of the hardest games to fucking beat. I’m gonna destroy this fucking game and leave all those losers in the dust!”

“‘Kay… but why do I have to play?”

Silence.

“Bakuh -”

“Shut up,” he grunted. “This stupid game doesn’t let you play alone.”

“And you have no friends, huh?”

“S-Shut up, bitch! You don’t, either!!”

Yeah, but I’m not the one trying to play a multi-player game. I rolled my eyes as the game loaded.

“Hurry up and make your damn character!”

“Don’t fucking rush me,” I scowled, selecting the swordmaster class. “Fuck, there’s so many options. Why are there so many options? This is hella detailed for a free game.”

“Che, I’m gonna go get food. You better be done by the time I get back!”

Hm, should I make her look like myself or a completely different person? Making a cute ass guy is also an option. Meh, I’ll just make her look like me with a few subtle changes. Let’s try… green hair? Ooh, girl, green is not your color, fam. Blonde maybe? Oh, that actually looks pretty dope, but it’s too normal. Red? Not nearly as cool as Erza Scarlet. Damn, that blue looks amazing, though. Maybe I’ll dye my real hair that color for a while.

Now for the clothes. I’ll just choose some pants and a basic, plain shirt with boots. I confirmed her looks and the game started to load. I heard a door opening and slamming over the phone, followed by the obnoxious sound of someone munching loudly on chips.

“Are you done yet?”

“Just loaded in.”

“Ignore the fuckin’ NPC and come outside.”

“No can no, chief. Gotta do the tutorial before I can leave.”

“For fuck’s sake!”

I chuckled at his impatience. “Tuts usually aren’t too long, keep your thong on.”

And I was right. Five minutes passed and the tutorial ended. I left the building, a blinding white light filling the screen.

それ以上に上昇 ☆ Living Valley Online

Bakugo was waiting outside the building, leaning against the wooden support beam. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, but he was wearing an open vest, the top rimmed with thick white fur. Red fangs hung from his ears, and various necklaces and beads hung around his neck. His pants were blue, white fur between the hem and the top of his black boots. Red cloth was pulled over his elbows and a cutlass was strapped to his waist.

“Fucking finally!” he scowled, holding his palm up. A blue screen projected in front of him and he glanced at me. “Swordmaster, right?”

“Yeah,”

He pressed on the screen a couple times before a sword materialized in his hand. “It’s only a rank twenty, but it’s better than that shitty rank one on your back. Trade me.”

A blue screen popped up in front of me: ‘LordXplosionMurder has requested to trade with you.’ I accepted and selected my sword, while he added the higher level sword and some potions. We both confirmed the trade and I took the sword out to examine it. The metal was dark grey with a faint sapphire-blue glow around the blade. The handle was wrapped in leather with wolves stitched into it with black thread. The game said it was a blue item – rare.

“Let’s go! We need to power level your ass!”

I hummed as I followed behind him, strapping the sword to my back. The fantasy city we were in was called Rune Province. According to the information popping up beside me, this is the main city in the game, but it was only medium-large in size. The buildings were made from white brick and dark oak wood. Lanterns hung beside the doors, a cream-colored candle unlit inside.

Hmm, so it’s a fantasy middle-age type game without electricity.

“Hey, what’s the max level in this game?” I asked, glancing at his back.

“One hundred eighteen.”

“And what level are you?”

“One hundred.” He growled, clenching his fists. “You have to pass through the fuckin’ Jade Forest to get to the level one hundred one area, but you have to have at least one level eighty in your party to enter the fucking place.”

“Sheesh. How long you been playin’ this shit?”

He mumbled under his breath.

“You’re walking in front of me, Bakuhoe, I can’t hear you.”

“Since it came out!” he yelled, earning weird looks from the citizens and other players. “And stop fucking calling me that, bitch!”

If I remember correctly, the download page said this game came out a little under a year ago. Has he been playing alone this whole time? I sped up so I could walk beside him. “So, how are we gonna power level?”

“We’re going to Moonbrick Manor,”

I hummed, folding my hands behind my head. “Sounds interesting. And I just gotta let you fight, right?” He grunted and a screen popped up in front of my face: ‘LordXplosionMurder has invited you to a party!’ I accepted and he stopped in front of a wooden post, atop which was a whitish blue stone with a teal swirl in the center. He put his hand on the stone, grabbing my wrist with the other. A bright blue light surrounded us, blinding me.

When the light faded, we were standing in front of a large wooden door, standing at least twenty feet tall. We were on a stone bridge surrounded by spruce forests as far as the eye could see. I glanced over the side of the bridge and whistled. This shit is hella high off the ground, so much so that I can barely see the river flowing underneath it. The fog hanging in the air didn’t help my visibility, either.

“Stop gawking and let’s go, bitch!” Bakugo barked.

I approached the gate, lifting my hand to the wood. A red screen popped in front of my face: ‘Warning! You are about to enter a level one hundred dungeon. Your current level is one. You will definitely die. Proceed?’

I sweatdropped. No pulling punches, huh? “Uhh, Bakuhoe. Don’t think this area is just a bit too high?”

“Hah? Are you scared, tiger?” He smirked, folding his arms over his bare chest.

The fuck is with that nickname, brah? I scowled, “No, I’m not scared, but it’ll take ten times as long to level up if I keep getting one shot when an enemy so much as looks at me.”

He rolled his eyes, approaching the door. “Just stay the fuck behind me and you’ll be fine, dumbass. I’m not weak like you are!” His body walked through the door as if it were made of water.

I have a bad feeling about this, man.

With a sigh, I accepted the warning and stepped through the door.

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Under Me

Requested by anonymous

This kind of just happened.  Went a bit off the rails and just kept going. Hope you all enjoy it

Pairing:  Kazuchika Okada/FC w Kenny Omega

Category:   Angst/Eventual Smut

Warnings:  Language, smut

2.            “If you’re under him, you’re not getting over him.”   New Rules by Dua Lipa

Talkin’ in my sleep at night

Makin’ myself crazy

(out of my mind, out of my mind)

Wrote it down and read it out

Hopin’ it would save me

Kenny Omega had broken your heart.  There were no two ways about it.  He had promised you the world and snatched it away the second you had caught serious feelings.   When he had broken it off he had used the tired old “it’s not you, it’s me” excuse;  telling you he just didn’t have the time or commitment for a serious relationship, that he was in a relationship with his career, blah blah blah.   All this despite working for months to get you to go out with him and promising you he was in it for the long haul that he loved you and wanted to be with you forever.   You were as pissed at yourself as you were at him for falling for that bullshit.  

Oh, he makes me feel like nobody else

Nobody else

But my love, he doesn’t love me

So I tell myself, so I tell myself

For the sake of your sanity you changed numbers, got a new phone and deleted every trace of Kenny Omega that you possibly could.  Of course that was neigh on impossible when you worked for the same company as him, but everything that was possible was done.  You steadfastly avoided the arenas and gym areas, sticking to the corporate offices where you worked as a pool secretary for New Japan.   You now let others run the errands that you had used to eagerly volunteer for in hopes of catching Kenny on your walks through the hallways.  

It was all in the interest of self-preservation.  Despite breaking up with you, Kenny still tried to contact you.  Still wanted to turn to you when he was lonely.  He expected you to be at his beck and call, using your feelings against you while exerting nothing of himself.   That was why you had to cut off all contact.  You knew if you talked to him, you would fall right back into his bed.  It had happened too many times and you were finally done. 

I keep pushin’ forward

But he keeps pullin’ me backwards

(Nowhere to turn, no way)

Now I’m standing back from it

I finally see the pattern

Now you were walking through the same hallways you had vowed to avoid as nobody else was available and the documents needed to be delivered to Gedo immediately.   As you entered the gym there was a loud commotion that caught your attention.  Of course Kenny was at the center of it and you almost spun on your heel to make a swift exit until you saw Gedo involved as well.  Kenny was yelling and trying to get in the face of Kazuchika Okada who was leaning against the wall with looking utterly bored with Kenny’s theatrics.   Finally Gedo stepped in front of Kenny and with a few sharp words sent him on his way.   You knew Okada got under Kenny’s skin.  He had the position Kenny desperately wanted and Kenny had yet to be able to defeat him in a singles match.   Kenny wanted that championship belt badly and he hated Okada with a passion.  

You were pulled from your musings when Kenny spotted you rooted by the door.   His adrenaline pumping from the Okada encounter he thought a quick reunion would be just the thing to settle him down.

“You didn’t have to come all the way over here to see me Y/N,” Kenny said, reaching up to brush a strand of hair behind your ear.  Unbidden you found yourself leaning into his touch before jerking back disgusted with yourself for falling for him so easily.   “We should hangout, go get something to eat.  Spend some time together.” 

Three, don’t be his friend

You know you’re gonna wake up in his bed in the morning

And if you’re under him, you ain’t getting over him

“I’m not here for you Kenny,” You said, proud you were able to keep your voice even, keeping your eyes on a point past Kenny’s shoulders so you didn’t look into his eyes.   His beautiful blue eyes were always your weakness, Kenny could get you to agree to just about anything just by looking into your eyes.   Shaking your head minutely you continued “I have to deliver this to Gedo.” You waved the folder and moved to walk past him, pausing when he grabbed your arm. 

“Why don’t you wait until that asshole is out of here?”  He said glaring in Okada’s direction. 

“What’s the matter Kenny?  Don’t want me near Okada?”  You asked pulling your arm free.  “It’s not like I’m going to sleep with him.” 

“You better not.”  Kenny growled.  Now that upset you.  He didn’t want you but thought he could police who you had sex with?

“You have no right to say who I do or do not fuck,” You spat.   “Last I recall you dumped me.  Said you didn’t want to be with one woman anymore.  So you lost all rights to say who I can or cannot sleep with.” 

With those words you stomped across the gym keeping your head held high as you handed the folder to Gedo with a smile before turning back around and breezing past Kenny without a word.  

You were about halfway back to your office when you heard someone shouting for you.  You turned around surprised to see Okada walking down the hallway towards you.

“What can I do for you Okada?” You asked warily.  You barely knew the man, had only spoken a handful of words to him.  Most of your interactions had been tainted with Kenny’s hatred towards him and you weren’t quite sure how to interact with him on your own. 

“Call me Kazu.  My friends do.”  Okada smiled that grin he was so famous for and you couldn’t help but smile back up at him.

“I didn’t think we were friends.” You retorted teasingly, tilting your head to the side a bit.  You would admit it felt good to flirt a little bit.  With someone Kenny hated no less. Your smile dropped a bit as you thought of Kenny, heart wrenching as you remembered how you used to flirt with him.

“We aren’t.”  Okada agreed.  “But you and I both have something in common and I think we can help each other out.” He stepped forward his body towering over you as he invaded your personal space, his train of thought clicking in your mind.

“Kenny,” You said bluntly. 

“Yes Kenny,” Okada said raising his hand to your face, brushing it along your jaw and running his thumb over your bottom lip, eliciting tingles you weren’t sure you should acknowledge.   “I hate him.  You want to get over him.  And what better way to get over him than to get under me.”   You gazed wide eyed up at him, your breath hitching a bit as he dipped his thumb into your mouth, your lips automatically pursing around it and sucking making him inhale deeply, fire lighting in his eyes. 

“Kenny will never want me back if I sleep with you,” You said pulling back from his fingers, doubt toying with your desire.  

“Do you really think he’s going to take you back?”  Okada smiled challengingly.  “All he has to do is snap his fingers and you run to him.  Why would he take you back if he can get what he wants from you whenever he wants anyways?  He has the best of both worlds.” 

You wanted to slap him for his crude words, but you couldn’t deny they struck a chord in you.  He wasn’t saying anything that wasn’t true. 

“Don’t you want to get back at Kenny for treating you like that?”  Okada murmured in your ear, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine.   “Telling you who you can and cannot fuck?”  You gasped, not realizing Okada had been close enough to hear you.  That you and Kenny had been talking that loudly.   “You want to prove him right?  Go ahead then.  Walk away from me.”   He stepped back waving his hand towards the empty hall.   You looked at your escape route and back to Okada, mind warring with your choices. 

“I don’t want to walk away.” You admitted meeting Okada’s eyes. A victorious smile broke out on Okada’s face and he held out his hand, leading you down the hallway towards his private locker room.

You were nervous when the door shut behind you, locking you inside with the enemy of the man you were still in love with.   You had never done this before.  Sex purely for the sake of getting back at someone.  You wouldn’t deny you found Okada extremely attractive.  The man was almost perfection.   You knew this was it.  If you took this step any chance you may have with Kenny would be over.   On the other hand you knew Okada was right about Kenny, he wasn’t going to commit to you.  He had made that very clear.  All he wanted from you was sex.  And he sure wasn’t stopping from getting it elsewhere, so why should you? 

Those thoughts disappeared as Okada stalked towards you, that predatory gleam in his eyes you recognized from the ring.   You found yourself lost in those eyes, wondering if this was how his opponents felt against him, small and helpless.   Your heart raced as he reached for the hem of your shirt, pulling over your head and leaving you topless before him.   Your skirt was next to fall, lying in a pool at your ankles as he methodically stripped you.   You trembled before him in your panties and bra watching as he circled you slowly. 

“Undress me.”  He said stopping in front of you once again.   Your hands reached out gingerly, slowly unbuttoning his shirt and slipping it off his broad shoulders revealing his muscular torso to you.  Tracing your hands over the muscles on this chest you made your way to the waist band of his pants, unsnapping the button and pushing them with his boxers down his long legs and kneeling to help him step out of them. Okada’s hands on your shoulders stopped your ascent.  “Stay down. I want to be in your mouth.”   You stayed put, enjoying Okada’s more dominant personality.  Kenny was rather passive in the bedroom, he wanted to be worshiped and praised by you. It was a nice change of pace having someone take control. 

Hands reaching to encircle his length you eased him past your lips, sucking harshly as the length entered your mouth sliding along your tongue.  He was thick, almost too much for your mouth to hold, but you found you liked the feeling letting Okada take control as his hips bucked into your mouth. You let yourself relax into Okada’s motions, your hands moving to grip his thighs as he used your mouth as he saw fit.   After several minutes of slowly fucking your throat Okada pulled out his tip dragging across your bottom lip as he stepped away.  

Sitting down on the leather couch along the wall Okada crooked his finger at you beckoning you to straddle his lap.   You were happy to comply, stripping off your bra and panties and climbing on top of him, moaning as his cock rubbed along your slit, Okada’s hand resting on the curve of your hip.  You moaned as he guided his cock inside you, filling you to the brim as you seated yourself fully on him.  Okada’s mouth found your breasts as you rocked your hips on him, his warm tongue flicking across your nipples making them ache with need.   Hand leaving your hip to play with your pussy as you fucked him, his lips encircled your nipple sucking it deeply before nipping the bud with his teeth.   You groaned hand moving to his head to grip a handful of hair urging his mouth on.   His manipulations were soon too much, breaths coming in pants as you rode him hard, feeling your quickly approaching orgasm as he bit harshly on your nipple making you scream as you came.  Pushing you off his cock and onto your knees Okada wasted no time in burying his dick back in your throat, coming in hot streams onto your tongue as you hastily swallowed.  

Okada rose in front of you, helping you to your feet and the two of grabbing your discarded clothing and dressing in silence.  Holding his dressing room door open for you Okada smiled seeing Kenny standing with his Bullet Club brothers near their dressing room on the other side of the hall. You froze in the doorway as you saw Kenny glaring at the two of you, face flushing as he saw Okada’s hand on the small of your back.  When Okada lowered his head and kissed you passionately before ushering you into the hallway you couldn’t help but toss a smug grin at your ex.  It felt good, putting that pained look on his face.   Maybe Okada was right, the best way to get over him was to get under someone else.  

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Garbage no Rio

Circo Voador - 11 de dezembro de 2016

Texto: Leonardo Melo | Foto: divulgação

"Eu só fico feliz quando chove", já cantava uma ruivinha Shirley Manson em 1995, ano em que o Garbage lançou seu emblemático e homônimo álbum de estreia (aquele da capa rosa). Mas o público que lotou o Circo Voador para ver a banda americana no Rio de Janeiro, domingo passado (11 de dezembro), saiu com a certeza de que a felicidade independe da ajuda de São Pedro. A correria pelos ingressos, quase esgotados nas primeiras semanas de vendas (em setembro), já indicava o grau de expectativa em torno do show. Afinal, o grupo formado por Shirley (ostentando hoje cabelos pink) nos vocais, Butch Vig ("apenas" o produtor de "Nevermind", o clássico disco do Nirvana, entre outros) na bateria, Duke Erikson e Steve Marker nas guitarras e teclados debutaria na Cidade Maravilhosa, após mais de duas décadas de carreira (entre idas e vindas). 

Nesta segunda visita ao Brasil (a anterior foi há quatro anos para o festival Planeta Terra, em São Paulo), o Garbage promove "Strange Little Birds" (2016), seu sexto trabalho de estúdio. No palco, a banda (uma das mais influentes dos anos 1990 e do rock alternativo) ainda ganha o reforço do baixista Eric Avery (ex-Jane's Addiction). A grande ausência ficou por conta de Butch Vig, que cede temporariamente as baquetas para Eric Gardner, devido a problemas de saúde. O repertório composto por vinte e duas canções trouxe um apanhado de toda a discografia do quarteto, embora o primeiro álbum e o mais recente tenham maior destaque, ao fornecer cinco músicas cada. Houve ainda espaço para "#1 Crush", uma faixa "B-side" da época do CD de estreia, com sotaque pós-punk (alguém se lembrou de Siouxie and the Banshees, aí?), executada lá pela metade da apresentação. 

Após um imperceptível minutinho de atraso, o grupo iniciou o show, marcado para as 20h, com "Supervixen" (do seu debut, "Garbage", 1995). Mas foi na segunda música que o Circo Voador entrou de vez em estado de ebulição. A clássica "I Think I'm Paranoid" (do disco "Version 2.0", 1998) desencadeou um frenético pula-pula e a cantoria do público em alto e bom som. Na sequência, outro hit, "Stupid Girl" (do primeiro álbum) também foi recebido euforicamente pelos fãs. Envolta por um belo jogo de luzes, que variavam de cores a cada música, a banda enfileirou desde faixas mais cadenciadas, a exemplo de "Even Though Our Love Is Doomed" e "Night Drive Loneliness" (do disco "Strange Little Birds") e "The Trick Is to Keep Breathing" (do "Version 2.0"), até outras mais agitadas, como as roqueiras "Why Do You Love Me" e "Sex Is Not the Enemy" (do álbum "Bleed Like Me", 2005). 

Com hipnótica presença de palco e a propriedade de musa do rock alternativo dos anos 1990, Shirley Manson merece um parágrafo especialmente dedicado a ela. A vocalista, que completou 50 primaveras este ano (e nem parece), entregou uma performance catártica, de alguém realmente apaixonada pelo que faz. Durante as quase duas horas de show, além do ótimo gogó em dia, a moça dançou, agitou, e deu um espetáculo de simpatia. Bastante carismática e comunicativa, ela se desculpou por não falar português, mas não economizou elogios ao público, aproveitando para agradecer a presença de todos, apesar do salgado preço dos ingressos. Falou sobre o controverso período vivido pela banda à época do álbum "Bleed Like Me", que antecedeu um longo hiato de cinco anos. Também sentiu na pele e comparou o calor do Rio (sob a lona do Circo, a sensação térmica era de um verdadeiro caldeirão) ao frio de sua terra natal, a Escócia. 

De volta ao show, a combinação entre o rock e a música eletrônica, mistura que o Garbage traz na sua sonoridade desde o berço e já sacudiu muitas pistas de dança, se evidencia em faixas como "Automatic Systematic Habit" (do CD "Not Your Kind of People", 2012), "Push It" (do "Version 2.0") e "Magnetized" (do "Strange Little Birds"). Nem a ocorrência de alguns problemas técnicos prejudicou o ritmo da apresentação, como no início da música "Blood for Poppies" (do "Not Your Kind of People"), que fez a banda recomeçá-la. "Blackout" (outra faixa do "Strange Little Birds") adquiriu ares ainda mais sombrios, em um palco propositalmente quase às escuras, iluminado por apenas alguns spots de luz. 

Próximo ao fim da etapa inicial, "Shut Your Mouth" (do disco "Beautiful Garbage", 2001) conferiu, digamos, um breve toque hip hop ao show, até pela forma de Shirley cantar (ou falar) a letra. Em seguida, "Vow" foi mais uma canção premiada com notável participação do público, além de preparar o clima para, certamente, o momento principal da noite. "Only Happy When It Rains" (aquela citada no início do texto) era a música que todos esperavam. Diferentemente da gravação de estúdio, o maior hit do Garbage começou em marcha lenta (embora com singular interpretação de Shirley, sentada no palco), porém depois mostrou toda a sua força, lavando a alma de quem ali estava. No bis, a festa se completou com as faixas "Queer" (também do primeiro álbum), "Empty" (do mais recente) e "Cherry Lips" (do "Beautiful Garbage"), que encerrou um dos melhores shows recebidos pelo Rio de Janeiro neste ano. 

A abertura da noite ficou a cargo da revelação paulistana BBGG. Com apenas dois anos de existência e um trio feminino na linha de frente, o quarteto formado por Dani Buarque e Ale Labelle (vocais e guitarras), Joan Bedin (baixo e vocais), mais o barbudo Julio Mairena (bateria) agradou bastante o público, trazendo seu garage rock cheio de energia e atitude. Daí, a imediata lembrança de bandas encabeçadas por mulheres, como L7, Hole ou The Runaways, por exemplo, não ser apenas uma mera coincidência. Apesar do show curto (menos de meia hora, em que pese oito faixas tocadas), o grupo, elogiado pela própria Shirley Manson, mostrou boas músicas autorais, como "Slippery Blonde", "Little Red Dot", "My Bedin" e "It's Not Me (It's You!)". Para quem não conhecia, foi uma grata surpresa. 

Set list (Garbage): 

01. Supervixen 02. I Think I'm Paranoid 03. Stupid Girl 04. Automatic Systematic Habit 05. Blood for Poppies 06. The Trick Is to Keep Breathing 07. Sex Is Not the Enemy 08. Blackout 09. Magnetized 10. Special 11. #1 Crush 12. Even Though Our Love Is Doomed 13. Why Do You Love Me 14. Night Drive Loneliness 15. Bleed Like Me 16. Shut Your Mouth 17. Vow 18. Only Happy When It Rains 19. Push It 

Bis:

20. Queer 21. Empty 22. Cherry Lips (Go Baby Go!) 

Set-list (BBGG): 

01. Vs Angel 02. Slippery Blonde 03. Little Red Rot 04. Tiny Dancer, Ur Hired! 05. My Bedin 06. Red Couch 07. It's Not Me (It's You!) 08. Defenselles

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11 of the best music videos from lockdown

The coronavirus pandemic has introduced about chaos for the song trade. Gala’s had been cancelled, albums had been postponed, venues possess closed and hundreds of session musicians are out of labor.

Quarantine and social-distancing restrictions possess also shut down most song video shoots for the reason that originate up of March.

Just a few of us saw the writing on the wall and scheduled assist-to-assist video shoots comely before the lockdown started. Others had been forced to opt up ingenious.

The earlier few months possess viewed an explosion in home-made, self-shot, DIY, hand-though-provoking and Zoom-basically based mostly song videos. Just a few of them possess even been price looking at – which is to hand in an generation when YouTube views depend in opposition to chart positions.

Here’s a collection of the extra executed and taking part clips we now possess viewed.

Most expert iPhone video: Evanescence – Wasted On You

Evanescence had been placing the finishing touches to their first album in 9 years when the lockdown struck. Rather then scrape the complete lot on retain, the community told followers: “We promised you a weird album in 2020 and we can also now not let anything cease us.”

That intended filming a video for his or her comeback single, Wasted On You, in their properties, with each of the five participants expressing the loneliness of isolation.

“Pulling this off had a queer region of challenges,” director PR Brown tells the BBC. “We region out by discussing the vary of emotions we are all going by. From there, we quiet a listing of day to day existence routines that will presumably presumably well be gargantuan to opt up on camera. I worked up a breakdown of angles, lighting fixtures and tips of straightforward programs to film. Oh, and all of it, every shot, modified into once filmed by the band and their households on an iPhone.

“After we starting having a take a examine the photos it modified into once resolute that even in the event that they had been hundreds of miles aside, they had been each going by identical things. I started building an edit and seeing these conditions play out repeatedly and linked them together to show their reports.”

Not like a style of lockdown videos, the video feels polished and expert, without sacrificing any of the underlying emotion. Or now not it’s subsequently been nominated for an MTV Award in the “easiest rock video” class

Most effective exercise of a deserted automotive park: Haim – Develop now not Wanna

Haim started off the lockdown by giving dance tutorials on Zoom. Just a few weeks later, they filmed the video for I Know By myself on a basketball court – all positioned six toes aside – after discovering out the choreography remotely.

That video straight away impressed the follow-up – a goofy stroll by the automotive park of the Los Angeles forum, with the sisters elbowing each diversified out of the manner to claim pole scrape.

It arose from the meme “Haim invented walking”, coming up from the truth a style of their videos impartial the band striding down the streets of LA.

“Danielle and I concept it modified into once silly how half of the feedback [on I Know Alone] went, ‘The put’s the walking?'” says director Jake Schrier. “So we concept we would possibly presumably presumably well possess a runt of fun with the expectation that Haim has to jog it out in every video. And we also all esteem A League Of Their Receive, which has that gargantuan scene of the sisters stroll-racing till they each originate up working.”

Schrier disbursed along with his frequent crew, shooting the clip in natural mild on an iPhone mounted on “the $150 gimbal my dad obtained me for Christmas”. The band nailed it on the third take “and then the sun went down”.

Most effective animation: Tinie toes Tion Wayne – Moncler

“We’re aggressively opening our budgets to originate definite of us possess sufficient funds to carry in animators,” Atlantic Records’ senior vp of A&R Jeff Levin told Rolling Stone last month.

Or now not it’s straightforward to leer why – though-provoking videos possess a stage of flair and polish that home-made efforts are prone to lack, which is why artists like Billie Eilish and Dua Lipa possess harnessed the format.

But Tinie Tempah’s video for Moncler edges before them, attributable to its witness-popping color palette and subject matters of positivity and interconnectivity.

“The Moncler video modified into once intended to be filmed in some queer location genuine as the sphere locked down – which sucked for the distinctive manufacturing however modified into out to be an infinite different for me,” says director/animator Robert Ordinary.

“There had been these pictures circulating of of us crowded around their windows having a look out at the sphere, so I made up my tips it will most likely presumably presumably well be of the second to impress Tinie having a look out his possess window, connecting along with his mates by process of hologram skills. It modified into once a factual turnaround so I worked a style of 18-hour days.”

Ordinary says he developed a “nearer working relationship” with Tinie than most diversified artists, even in the event that they had been communicating remotely.

“He despatched me so many factual tips and most made it into the video,” he says. “No 1 being the inclusion of his pooch, Pablo.”

Most effective Zoom choreography: Thao and The Safe Down Preserve Down – Phenom

Oakland-basically based mostly band Thao and the Safe Down had been one among the most critical acts to harness Zoom in a song video, and they region a regular that’s stressful to beat.,

Dividing the cloak into a three-by-three grid, Brady Bunch-style, they choreographed an dread-though-provoking dance routine that ripples all over each of the panels. At one level, Thao and the eight dancers invent a Frankenstein-style physique. In a while, a tumbler of water is poured out of the guts frames into the mouth of the dancers below.

The video came together in lower than every week, and modified into once shot in one take after five hours’ rehearsal.

“Obvious dance moves had to be adjusted to leer factual in Zoom’s gallery seek and didn’t translate in the event that they had been too chaotic,” Thao told The Verge. “We found that the moves had to be indubitably neat and determined and simple. I had to be the focus and if too mighty modified into once going on you wouldn’t know exactly the put to leer.”

Most effective awards impress performance: Megan Thee Stallion – Ladies In The Hood / Savage

There had been several award reveals and revenue concerts right by the pandemic, however none of them matched the measurement and ambition of June’s BET Awards.

The ingenious team if truth be told outlawed the duration of time “digital performance” because of “it straight away put the ride in a field,” says BET’s head of specials and song programming, Connie Orlando.

“We had to regulate our pondering and step out of what we had executed in the past,” she provides. “As soon as that clicked, the inquire wasn’t, ‘How attain we attain last one year’s impress?’ It modified into once, ‘What does the impress leer like this one year?’ There modified into once an infinite freedom in that simple shift in methodology.”

In preference to lo-fi performances from of us’s kitchens, BET equipped budgets for clips that had been most frequently extra like mini-movies.

Many selected to replicate the deaths of George Floyd and Breonna Taylor, as neatly as the ongoing Murky Lives Subject protests, with grand, political performances by the likes of Beyoncé, Alicia Keys, Public Enemy and DaBaby.

But Megan Thee Stallion stole the impress with a desolate tract-region, Enraged Max-impressed performance of Ladies In The Hood and Savage.

The video modified into once staged with the again of a “Covid-19 taskforce” who ensured security rules had been taken into tale – however the viewers had been left unaware.

“Megan is such an improbable artist, so ingenious, so talented,” says Orlando. “It took a style of planning and meetings however in the give up the performance is so anecdote you contain now not even peep that everybody modified into once socially distant, it’s most likely you’ll presumably presumably well presumably also very neatly be comely blown away by her slaying the cloak.”

Most effective celeb voyeurism: Drake – Toosie Jog

One among the fun of lockdown has been peeking inner celebrities’ properties and judging their curtains. There’s even a Twitter tale devoted to ranking the living rooms of the rich and grand (Barbra Streisand obtained seriously high praise for her cushions).

Music videos possess also fed our voyeurism, with Ariana Grande, Justin Bieber, Sheryl Crow and Jessie Ware among the artists throwing originate their doors for a musical version of Thru The Keyhole.

But Drake took the gauntlet with the video for Toosie Jog, which follows the neatly-known person around a Toronto mansion that’s it appears to be like that the measurement of the British Museum.

Alongside the manner, Drake showcases his collection of basketball jerseys, an array of song awards, an Andy Warhol painting of Mao Zedong, a flashy wide piano and an incredible indoor swimming pool.

It all ends with a fireworks display for one, which is potentially the saddest thing it’s most likely you’ll presumably presumably well presumably also possess got ever viewed.

Most finest evocation of the existential angst from which we can by no methodology move: Jessy Lanza – Over And Over

Riding up and down a deserted escalator is the stuff of most kids’ dreams – however amidst the alienation of lockdown, the act of lonely repetition becomes infinitely extra despair.

That is the mood Canadian alt-pop artist Jessy Lanza captured completely in the video for Over and Over, which modified into once shot early one Friday morning in an empty mall in downtown San Francisco.

“Jessy had the tune enjoying on headphones and did four takes going up and down the escalators,” remembers Lanza’s partner and collaborator Winston H Case. “When I picked the take – which happened to be the second take – I put markers on the clip the put I concept I’m capable of also regulate the timing to toughen the moments to appear extra synchronized with the song.”

Case says working from one locked-off shot modified into once “therapeutic” in comparison to the painstaking course of of piecing together a favorite song videos. And Lanza found the video shoot restorative, too.

“I modified into once anxious of escalators as a kid so I’m chuffed to possess arrive this some distance,” she says.

Cinéma Vérité Award: Twenty One Pilots – Level of Grief

Level Of Grief modified into once written as an immediate response to the pandemic, with singer Tyler Joseph expressing his emotions of dread and hopelessness to his better half and their newborn daughter, who arrived comely weeks before the lockdown.

The video is basically a “making-of” – exhibiting the two participants filming and recording their respective substances, then posting the implications backward and forward on a flash drive.

Those sequences are interspersed with homely clips of Joseph and drummer Josh Dun spending time with their companions and decorating their homes with flashing lights and fluorescent stars – undercutting the tune’s anxieties with a message of hope and positivity.

Proceeds from the single went to again reinforce the band’s facet road crew. And there is a gargantuan joke at the give up, too…

Most ingenious exercise of inexperienced-cloak: Phoebe Bridgers – Kyoto

First and foremost, Phoebe Bridgers modified into once attributable to plug to Japan to shoot the video for Kyoto – however that obtained cancelled after she neglected her flight attributable to a flat tire (handiest joking, the total shuttle modified into once cancelled attributable to the pandemic).

To now not be outdone, the singer jumped in front of a inexperienced cloak and took a digital tour of the nation, performing over inventory photos of Kyoto scrape and the Fushimi Inari-taisha shrine, before flying over Lake Biwa and defeating Godzilla by shooting lasers out of her eyes.

The tune itself is set impostor syndrome – written after Bridgers toured Japan and felt she modified into once “living any individual else’s existence” – and the artificiality of the video emphasises that sense of detachment, without getting too bogged down in sentiment.

Most effective fan participation: Tove Lo – Matteo

Be wide awake when almost every song video had a scene the put the most critical character woke up from a nightmare? Successfully in 2020, the identical is getting your followers to lip-sync to one among your songs.

You know the format: There would possibly be a precocious kid, any individual dancing a bit out of time, a mum duetting with her daughter, and some man who’s realized the chords and makes a immense impress of it.

Tove Lo’s clip for Mateo by hook or by crook manages to swerve the total clichés, partly because of she obtained extra than 1,000 submissions (the observe is a fan licensed from her 2019 album Sunshine Kitty), and partly because of her left-field mark of pop appeals to an audience of misfits and outsiders.

“So mighty of the earlier few months has been about what can now not occur,” she acknowledged. “Doing the quarantine karaoke field modified into once a manner to quiet connect with my followers and provides everybody something to safely attain whereas locked down

“[I was] so chuffed to leer all of your faces and locations, makes me feel like we’re together whereas aside.”

Most effective claymation: Duval Timothy – Slave (toes Twin Shadow)

Duval Timothy’s haunting, piano-driven tune Slave explored the song trade’s stressful relation with sunless musicians. At its centre is a sample of Pharrell Williams discussing the programs that file labels stress artists to give up the rights to their very possess song.

The song video, which Timothy created with the artist Max Valizadeh, takes that belief a step extra – depicting an audio file that becomes sentient, before managers and labels opt and multiply it.

“After I created the story, we spent every week together each working with plasticine to contain the characters and settings for every shot: The labour-intensive course of of rising a cease movement animation echoing the story being told,” Timothy tells the BBC.

“Many artists which possess famously spoken out about the significance of artists proudly owning their masters and possess also equated parts of the song trade to slavery much like Prince and Nipsey Hu$$le are depicted on the height of the mountain which I climb to be a half of them in the give up sequence,” he provides.

“The story is an adaptation of my possess ride of the song trade and in 2019 I purchased assist my masters.”

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